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AMERICA, BEI^OYBD UND, 



A NATIONAL ODE AND ANTHEM. 



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ARTHUR H. VIVIAN. 



SACRAMENTO : 

Printed and Published for the Author by 

H. S. Crocker Co. 



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Kutered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1898, 

By ARTHUR H. VIVIAN, 

In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. 
All rights reserved. 



author's autogr.a,ph edition. 

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America, Beloyed L(ANd, 

MERICA, thy Mother-Land 

Claims that where'er doth come, 
The Day-Star in his fiery course 

Men hear her Morning-Drum. 
Thine own proud boast, like hers shall he. 

The whole wide world around, 
That all men, in thy very Kame, 

Hear Freedom's- Trumpet sound. 



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Chorus. 

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E LOVED Land, while Earth shall stand, 
JVo power it wields shall sever 

Our Hearts from thee and Liberty, 
America Forever! 



YY ^^^ on the shore of Salvador, 

With Victor flag unfurled, 
The eijes of Europe fi^rst beheld 

A still unfettered world. 
The scene at which they, wond'ring gazed, 

Revealed, that Rulers mind 
Who gives to Thee, in Liberty, 
A trust for all Mankind. 

Beloved Land, etc. 



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HOU J\roblest Daughter of the Race 

That ne'er has known defeat; 
Whose helping hand on ev'ry strand 

Earth's Ransomed J^ations greet. 
Be worthy of the Mission high 

Thy God to thee has given 
And still ly thy proud Race's hand 

Shall Mankind's chains be riven. 

Beloved Land, etc. 



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HE Mighty Moulders of thy Past, 

Who sleep beneath thy sod ; 
Thy Sons whose blood has hallowed it 

To Freedom and to God, 
Made thee a J^ame at whose fair fame 

All noble pulses thrill. 
And Age by Age, shall Hist'ry's page 

Record thy valor still. 

Beloved Land, etc. 



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HREE times hath Europe on thee gazed, 

And marvel'd at thy power, 
When fierce the fires of battle blaz'd. 

In War's tremendous hour; 
And each time hath she seen thee rise 

A vision of delight! 
More brilliant and more beautiful 

When God has crowned the Right. 

Beloved Land, etc. 



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HE flag that brav'd, a thousand years, 

The Battle and the Breeze, 
Dear Daughter Land, to thine was bow'd 

Upon its own high seas. 
And proudly, for unconquered still. 

Thy Meteor Flag has shown 
Its Stripes are for thine enemies. 

Its Stars are all thine own. 

Beloved Land, etc. 



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HERE Caste or Creed is bar to none. 

Where Prowess thrones o'er Pride, 
Where Glory waits, in Freedom's Jfame, 

True Manhood's steps to guide, 
Thy Genius, like some Central Sun, 

Lights all, and all controls ; 
And Westward still while Ages run. 

The tide of Empire rolls. 

Beloved Land, etc. 



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IFT high thy head, America, 

The envy of the ivorld. 
Reign on, in peerless majesty, 

Tho' thrones from earth he hurled. 
Reign on, forever blessing all, 

By all forever blest, 
In Peace and War invincible, 

Earth's fairest land, and best. 

Beloved Land, etc. 



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EJ.R Home of Peace, Time's self shall cease 

E'er thou a^ain shalt know 
The bitter cry of men who die. 

Struck bij a Brother's blow. 
Around thy feet thy sons shall meet, 

But love and concord bring. 
And o'er and o'er, from shore to shore, 

Thy hills and valleys sing:— 

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Beloved Land, etc. 



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ET, should thine Honor so demand. 

As Lightning from on high, 
Shall flash the brand, in ev'ry hand, 

For thee to do, or die ! 
And foremost still, where Olory leads, 

In Victory, or Death, 
Thy sons ring out the battle-shout. 

Still' d only with their breath:— 

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Beloved Land, etc. 



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HNTHEM, 

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OW rise, Americans, and stand 

In all the Glorious Might 
That springs from love of Fatherland, 

Of God, afid of the Eight. 
With feelings worthy of jjour Sires 

And worthy of your Sod, 
Call down upon your Country 

The blessings of its God. 



(Interlude.) 



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OD bless thee, Dear America! 

God grace thee, Eome of all! 
The richest gifts His hand bestows 

Forever on thee fall. 
Peace, Wealth, and Power be ever thine. 

Stand ever in the van, 
.And teach all mankind still to know 

The Dignity of Man. 



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Grand Chorus. 

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E LOVED Laud, at God's right hand, 

JVo Power exists to sever 
Our hearts from Thee and Liberty, 

America FOREVER! 



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